The Christmas Tree (No War)

In the hidden dawn, 

across the fields 

the hanging December 

darkness, 

a single Christmas tree 

still and silent stands

between the tilled earth 

and the empty stars 

of sky, 

in colours 

of light and hope, 

it glows and tingles, 

shimmering in the twilight 

invisible upon the borders 

and governments, 

the negotiated settlements 

the half-bombed houses 

and the wrecked beliefs 

and dreams 

of war torn towns, 

For it is 

but a single crown 

of branches,

a symbol of unity,

from distant times

and lands, 

But today,

lost in the cold 

and empty morning wind

our diplomats 

and kings 

with ideologies blind

and dumb, 

piss upon 

their own legs

in the darkness 

gathering.  

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